Disclaimer: I still do not own Beyblade. But I do own this fanfic story.
- No yoai, No rape, No sexual abuse. -
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Past and Present
by zzdoricorezz
Chapter 8
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With Mr. Dickenson
Mr. Dickenson, Bruce and the legal attorneys are all sitting around a table in a board room where Mr. Dickenson has called for a meeting asap.
"Gentlemen, I just had a very interesting call from Boris Balkov." At the mention of his name the room immediately quieted down and all the attention now on Mr. Dickenson. "Mr. Balkov is offering me a chance to buy him out. And to take over the BEGA corporation."
There's seems to be some excitement in the room, the legal attorneys have been looking for a faint hope to try and remove power from Boris Balkov.
Bruce looks to Mr. Dickenson with a concerned expression. They have tried everything to take BEGA out of Boris's clutches and now he's just handing them a chance to take it? Something's not right.
An attorney leans forward. "For how much?" Knowing very well it would not come cheap. Mr. Dickenson pauses for a moment to think of the best way to break it gently but to no avail. "55 billion." Mr. Dickenson answers grimly, having no idea where they were going to find that kind of money. "What!" Bruce moves forward in his chair, clearly shocked. "It's not nearly worth that much."
"What about the copyrights?" Another attorney asks. "Everything." Mr. Dickenson answers. "So gentlemen, have a look at the financial figures and try and come up with a strategy and let me know as soon as possible. Mr. Balkov only gave us a week to come to a decision."
The attorneys get up and start making their way to the door. Very excited about the project at hand, this is the best opportunity they've had in months, they will not let it slip by them.
"Now what?" Bruce remains sitting. "I'm not so sure, Boris is practically handing BEGA to us." Dickenson has a worried expression. "He's up to something."
"Well either we get the money from somewhere and buy out Boris or we can let this opportunity slip through our fingers and let a madman run the beyblading industry." Bruce say knowing there is no other options.
There's a moment of silence. "But what worries me is, what is Boris going to do with that money once he has it?" Bruce asks knowing it can be worse than BEGA.
Back in the BEGA building late afternoon.
I'm standing in front of Boris's office after he summoned me via the stupid pager. This situation with Boris is just messing with my head, I have no idea what to be prepared for each time I come to his office.
I lift my hand and just before I knock Boris's voice comes from inside. "Come in." Now that's creepy, I didn't even make a sound. I look down at the door knob for a moment and then place my hand on it opening the door and enter.
Boris is standing in front of the window next to the couch in the far left corner looking outside. "Phase 5 of my brilliant plan is near completion." Boris says in a smug tone. "And why would I want to know this?" I ask uninterested. Boris turns and looks at me. "You do want your grandfather out of jail don't you?" I don't answer.
Boris walks over to me. "Of course you do Kai." Boris answers for me.
I stay silent not knowing what to say. I do want grandfather out of jail, I'm just worried what he might do once he's out. But then again grandfather lost everything except for the empty mansion back in Japan. What can he possibly do?
I just keep staring at Boris waiting for the next comment, and Boris is staring back at me waiting for me to say something. It's now turning into a staring contest, after a while I give him the best death glare I can muster up.
Boris steps closer and for a moment it seems like he's going to repeat the same action as the other day. He places his hand under my chin and with his index finger and thumb he strokes my jaw line, as I start to pull back Boris tightens his grip and holds my head steady.
He lifts my head so I look him directly in the eyes. "I told you before not to give me that look." Boris says angrily.
My heart starts racing at the tone he just used. Like this was supposed to be a punishment but got a warning instead.
Boris releases his grip. "You may go." I slowly turn and leave his office. The way he just treated me made me feel like a little child that has just been deprived of something.
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I've decided to go to bed early and catch up on some much needed sleep, the nightmares have been robbing me of some nights. I'm lying on my right side with the covers pulled only up to my waist. I'm roaming through my thought when there's a knock on the door.
I ignore it; I really don't care who it is. There's a second knock. I'm just ignore that as well, I'm not expecting anyone and it wouldn't be Boris, he would just page me if he wanted to speak to me.
After a while of silence, I hear a key in the door. Still lying down I open my eyes a crack and look at the door. The only people who will have keys would either be Boris or BEGA secretly...or Ivan. As the door open I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.
I want to see who is stupid enough to come in with me in the room. I can hear the door close again and then locked after.
For a moment I think the person left after seeing me, but then I hear someone move around in the room coming closer. I keep my eyes closed listening intently. The person sits down on the bed right in front of me. It's Boris, only Boris would dare to come this close to me. My heart starts picking up pace.
"You can stop pretending to be asleep Kai, I know you're wide awake." I keep my eyes closed, I don't know what to say to Boris. I can feel him looking down at me, I remain still knowing he is examining every breath I take.
After a long moment of complete silence, I hear movement. I tense when I feel Boris slowly out lining the one triangle on my left cheek with his finger. It tickles slightly.
"Don't want to talk to me." He sounds disappointed. He stands up and pulls the covers up to my shoulders and leaves in the same way he came in.
Once he's gone I open my eyes. His actions felt almost like saying sorry for earlier. It's been like that ever since my early days in the abbey, one moment he would scorn me and the next he would comfort me. It confuses me more than anything else.
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I wake up from hearing a beeping sound coming from the pager. I push the covers off and check the time it was just about time for me to get up anyway.
I come to the elevator and it has a sign hanging on it reading 'out of order'. Now that's strange. I start making my way to the top floor using the stairs, this is going to be a long walk.
I reach the 13th floor and hear movement in the hallway. I open the door a crack just enough for me to see what is on the other side. There are people busy carrying things out of Ivan's office and into the elevator. That's why the elevator is out of order they probably don't want to be disturbed.
I finally reach Boris's office. He's sitting behind his desk sorting some papers. "Aware of the movement on the 13th floor?" I was just wondering if he knows. "We can't have evidence on the property if there should be an unexpected search of the building."
'Especially with Hiro sneaking around playing Macgyver.' That's got to be the computers that came out of the abbey, if they were to fall into the wrong hands it would mean the end of the road for Boris.
"I've given Dickenson an offer to buy me out and take over BEGA, he will be coming around today so we can discuss the particulars of the transaction. There will be contracts involved and Dickenson and myself need someone from each parties to sign as a witnesses. I want you to sign as a witness for me."
I step closer, "What's wrong with Dimitri?" I'm trying to avoid picking Boris's side in front of Mr. Dickenson.
"You think I can trust him? How sure are you he's not a spy for Dickenson, or playing Hiro's wingman?" He smirks at his own comment. I didn't suspect Dimitri of doing anything like spying. He really looks like he is playing for this side of the field, but looks can be deceiving.
"Not so sure are you?" Boris asks after my long pause. "I don't stalk people." Boris smirks. "No, you only blackmail others to stalk people for you." He knows about Darrius, but how?
"What makes you think that?" I can see he's not guessing, he knows. "Cameras are a very resourceful medium." I didn't see any cameras. "Yes, and with what exactly am I blackmailing someone with?" I didn't spot any cameras anywhere; I think Boris made that one up.
Boris just stares back at me not answering. "You don't know do you? There are no cameras either are there?" I smirk, I've got him now, I've caught him out.
"Very clever Kai, you always had a talent for spotting cameras as well as avoiding them." Boris doesn't like to be pushed into a corner and that comment just hinted it.
"When will Mr. Dickenson be here?" I let up now before I regret pursuing a matter I'm going to end up losing. Boris smirks knowing I just threw in the towel. "11am, be here."
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I open the door to the roof and walk out letting the door behind me swing shut. I see Darrius and walk up behind him. "Tell me, who else are you spying for?" He turns around and sighs. "Let's just say that you weren't the only one who caught me smoking."
I knew it. "Who else?" He turns back. "That Dimitri guy, he dragged me to Boris' office. And Boris made me a deal. I tell him everything I see and I get to stay." I knew there were no cameras. "What else does he know that I don't?" Darruis stands up and brush the snow off. "Nothing much except that Dimitri guy seems to have a liking for basements as well as that Hiro dude."
Darrius walks to the door and leaves the roof. So that's where Boris got his suspicions from about Dimitri.
I stay standing in the same spot for a few mor minutes thinking, This entire building could be infested with people cheering for Mr. Dickenson. Suddenly the door opens and I turn around. It's Hiro talking on a phone, the moment he sees me he stops dead in his tracks and stops talking. I give him a glare that reads 'piss off'.
He turns around and leave, I quickly follow him wondering what he has to say, what I'm not allowed to hear. He's standing on the stairs talking to Mr. Dickenson, I hear him saying that he can't find anything discriminating to use as evidence. He finishes the phone conversation and suddenly looks back up at the door where I'm currently standing.
"Interesting conversation." Hiro remains quiet for a moment not sure what to say. "So what are you doing here Kai, spying on Boris or working for him?"
Hiro must of heard Dickenson's theory of what happened in the abbey. "Neither." That was true, I wasn't here for either side, I just wanted a place to stay. Hiro stands staring at me when his phone rings. He gives me a look and then answers the phone. By the time he looks back up I'm long gone.
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Twenty minutes before I'm supposed to be in Boris office I'm standing in front of his desk. "Why so early, here to try and talk your way out of it?"
"I want to see the document I'll be signing." Boris opens a drawer to his right and pulls out a paper and hands it to me. I'm going to read this one before I sign it.
Boris smirks. "That's strange you never really learned from your mistakes before Kai." I look at him very unimpressed. I'm sure he's talking about all those matches I drew in the abbey.
Not too long and there is a knock on the door. Dimitri steps in. "Mr. Dickenson is here sir." "Good send him in." And Dimitri steps out. "You can take your place next to me Kai." Boris waves his hand to his right.
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End of chapter 8
To be continued...
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